A voice haunts me,
A memory threatens me,
A face horrifies me,
A smell warns me.
That voice which once sounded sweet,
That memory which was the most beautiful,
That face which I used to admire once,
That smell which once used to bring ecstasy.
Your voice, your soothing voice,
Now, haunts me.
Your memory, your beautiful memory,
Now, threatens me.
Your face, your lovely face,
Now, horrifies me.
Your smell, your sweet smell,
Now, warns me.
Is it all happening just because,
Before, you were mine,
And now, you are someone else's.